What Concerns Me, Concerns God; And What Concerns God, Concerns Me.

I don’t know about you, but I appreciate the times I get to drive by myself. Because it gives me alone time with Jesus, to pray, to hear Him speak to my heart; I really cherish these moments.

Yesterday, I had a meeting that was thirty minutes from the house. So, I used this quiet and alone time to talk with God, to pray to Jesus, and thank the Holy Spirit for moving on my behalf, and on the behalf of my children. I was strengthened with each minute, more and more. I was encouraged because I spoke the word of God in Jesus name and thanked the Holy Spirit for turning things around, for moving things around, for orchestrating a series of events, as my pastor would say, to fulfill God’s will.

By the way, the meeting went great!

I left, headed on the highway, and traffic was moving slow. I noticed the coolant dial was quickly rising to hot. To me it was fast. For a second, I thought, I hope this car doesn’t start smoking. My heartrate increased, and I said to myself- Oh No!
I grabbed my phone, to call my son. Because I remember a few days prior, out of the blue he asked me the last time I had a tune-up. “The car has never been tuned up” I replied. So, I thought about his timely words and wanted to call him. Maybe he could direct me on what to do in the meantime.

But right when I picked up the phone, the Holy Spirit said “Pray.” And I did. I spoke out loud: “Bring it down, Holy Spirit; bring it down, Holy Spirit; bring it down, Holy Spirit.” And the gauge quickly came down.

At the same rate it went up, was the same rate it came down.

What had just happened, called me to pray for another thirty minutes. I was reminded of the power of God. Some would conclude it as a coincidence; I conclude, it was a work, a sign, a move- a blessing from God!

As a result, I had new thoughts. For instance, it was a reminder that my concerns are God’s concerns. I meditated on that word, concern. How this word concern is similar to the word passion. It was like I was having a thought exchange with God, asking and revealing the difference between concern and passion. On that ride home, I voiced all the things in life that concern me. For some reason, it was easier for me to navigate internally, my concerns, versus what am I passionate about. If you asked me, “What is your passion?” I sometimes struggled with the answer because I wasn’t sure of its definition. I’ve heard others define passion as that thing that keeps you up at night. You go to bed thinking about it, you wake up thinking about it. Nothing really moved me like that, except for God. So, I conclude that my passion in life is God! Meaning, all things pertaining to God. And my concerns, well there are many…

I am concerned about preserving the beauty, awe and wonder of our planet. It saddens me when I see oil rigs in the ocean because I know what they’re doing- disrupting the ocean floor and penetrating a part of our planet that needs to be untouched. I drive a car that requires gas. However, at that moment, I declared that when I receive more than enough money, I will purchase a solar generated car.

All the litter I see on the roadways and highways in St. Louis are disturbing. Its more than a sore sight to see, its disrespectful to the land we live on. So, once I got home, I googled all I could find about the litter laws and who to contact. I proposed a new idea and I am confident, the Holy Spirit will make some things happen and change will occur.
Child molestation concerns me. Prevention is necessary and teaching is key. As they say, knowledge is power so I will be praying about that platform.

Single parenting, past wounds, generational curses, exposing societal and familial lies- all concern me. I will be praying about that platform as well.

Diabetes and diet concern me. More research needs to be done on the effectiveness of low carb diets in the treatment of diabetes. Low carb changed my life. And no doctor pointed me in that direction, I had to find out for myself. On the ADA (American Diabetes Association) website, they have a section for “Superfoods”: beans, fruits, sweet potatoes and whole grains. In my experience as a diabetic for thirty years, and a nurse for fifteen- these foods are not superfoods for a diabetic; they’re harmful because they raise blood glucose and require more insulin. Along with other community members, I plan on meeting with House Representative Ann Wagner, sometime in August, to discuss this concern.

In addition, I was reminded of something important out of this experience- to speak what I need and desire.

Because what concerns me, concerns God; and what concerns God, concerns me.

All in all, if that gauge never rose to hot, I wouldn’t have prayed and talked to God like I did. HE used that as an opportunity to teach me some things, to remind me of the power of prayer, to show HE is always there for me! And now I’m sharing with you.

All glory to God! Let us Bless His Holy Name!

Resting in the hands of Almighty God

Last weekend, I held a ten pound infant in my arms. We were at a church event and all the kids were having a blast! There was laughter, food, games and music. Everyone was having a good time.

Holding this baby in my arms was an important task. I had to shield him and protect him from all hurt, harm and danger- seen and unseen. I even felt compelled to protect what we heard.

The music was blaring; yet, he wasn’t bothered. Not as nearly as much as me. I thought: his ear drums are like the size of peanuts, his lungs the size of tea bags and his brain, the size of an apricot. All I wanted at that moment, was to shield this precious new child from a secular world.

Today, I reminisce on this. God feels the same way about us. He’s holding us in His hands. Wanting to shield and protect us all from the ungodly contents of this world.

So, on this day Lord God, I thank you! I thank you for new grace and new mercy on this day. I thank you for covering me. I feel your mighty, compassionate hand on me. I pray this day be a day spent, that is pleasing in your sight. I pray for the opportunity to share your goodness, to uplift and encourage whosoever is in need of your word. For all that you’ve done for me, how could I ever repay you? I love you Jesus! I love you Holy Spirit! I love you Heavenly Father! In Jesus name, I pray, Amen.

You Didn’t Ask

Today while I was praying, I asked God for clarity on a situation that was bothering me. I knew someone was in need and I didn’t help him because I didn’t feel like dealing with that spirit of drama. I asked the Lord to reveal an answer. Do I help or not? And it was revealed unto me while I prayed: he didn’t ask you for help. I recalled the previous text messages, and that was right. He asked if I knew anyone that could help him. But he didn’t ask me directly. I heard the Holy Spirit whisper in my ear, “he didn’t ask, he didn’t ask, he didn’t ask…”

Because of the repetitiveness, I had to look at this in the spiritual. Do we ask Jesus directly for help? OR do we always text somebody, make a post on social media and ask others to “pray for me?” Why not ask God directly and make your requests known to Him yourself? The Holy Spirit is saying: if you need something, ask. Don’t send Tommy, Susan or Mike to ask, nor beat around the bush- just ask! If you can text: Pray for me…, you can utter, Help me Jesus with…

When we don’t ask directly there are reasons for it. We either don’t believe God will supply that specific need, so why bother. Or the egoic mind wants to feed its victim mentality. Or you really don’t need the help, healing or deliverance at all. Human nature will approach needs like this- they convey their problems but won’t ask directly for help. In their minds they already made their requests known by opening up. They rather spill their life story and complain than ask for help. And if you don’t respond the way they want, they get frustrated. And so, the victim mentality continues. To me, this is what the egoic mind looks like.

If I knew there is a man not far from me at all, healing and delivering people from every sickness and disease, I would run fast to him and say I need healing from this….I need deliverance from this….I need help with this….I mean really people, come on. There’s no need to suffer the way most of you are. Just ask! Just make sure after you make your specific need known unto God you say, “In Jesus name.” That’s like applying the postage stamp to a piece of mail. For that request to be delivered, we must acknowledge the healing power of Jesus Christ of Nazareth.